Wherefore art thou, bloggirl?

So I've been doing a lot of not-blogging lately. It's a hip, new, transgressive form of blogging. Ha, just kidding. Yeah, my habits around here have changed, and I thought I'd take a few minutes to address that, if only for my own sake. Why am I not blogging much these days? Maybe some of the same reasons you're blogging less.

For one thing, technology has changed. These newfangled things called Facebook and Twitter began to surpass some of the socially connecting qualities of blogging, and if the point of blogging is to share ideas and media with like-minded people, Facebook and Twitter are actually better, in some ways, although I don't think that obviates the need for a longer-form outlet like blogs. Lord knows I will probably keep this damn thing up and running for years and years, through countless masthead redesigns, and, morbid a thought though it may be, it will probably outlive me. But in the meantime, I'm having a lot of fun with these new communications toys like TwitPic, which lets me liveblog or tweet right from my cell phone, using my fun new camera phone to document life's little moments.

What else? Things have been getting busier. Comedy stuff has been snowballing, and opportunities for creative collaboration and more sophisticated video work have been popping up all over the place. I've been reinventing myself and thinking even harder about what I'm doing, what I want to do, where I fit in best, how I can best use my talents to create art and make a life for myself, blah blah. It feels a little weird to be publicly musing about stuff I haven't totally figured out yet.

Also, I've been dealing with some personal changes, good and bad, mostly good. For one thing, I am now the proud owner of a chronic illness, which has taken me most of the winter and spring to adjust to. I'd rather not get into too many details, but I'll say that that while it's not a health-threatening condition, per se, but it has been incredibly uncomfortable and psychologically straining at times. Since seeing a specialist and getting treatment, I am much, much, much better, and, gratefully, feeling mostly normal most of the time, but it's taken what seems like a long time. Also, there's the usual family/friends/significant other stuff happening, which is great, but personal changes like this require a lot of quiet reflection, and, again, largely of the kind that I don't want to make public.

And, my final excuse, I am kinda bored hearing myself yammer on about things! One thing I like about the writing that I do for a living is being able to thoroughly investigate something or someone, tell an amazing story, and leave myself completely out of it. That's what I'm finding myself doing more and more with comedy, and that's the way I like it. For now, at least.

Blah blah blah, now on with the brief picture posts and other sorry excuses for blogging. See ya around!